Song | Ballast |
Artist | Nothing More |
Album | Nothing More |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
When did we become these sinking stones? | |
When did we build this broken home? | |
Holding each other like ransom notes | |
Dropping our hearts to grip our brother's throat | |
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You can't see because you don't know | |
You're caught below, beneath your own shadow | |
Stuck inside, half alive | |
Do you ever stop to ask yourself why? | |
Close your mind, identify | |
Do you feel, do you feel? | |
Do you call this a life? | |
All you waited for | |
Drowning just to keep score | |
| |
We always start with good intentions | |
But lose ourselves along the way | |
| |
This is the time that we let it go | |
These are the words that will take us home | |
Singing the song that's inside us all | |
If we don't open our eyes we're walking blind | |
| |
Anchored in anger, we exile ourselves | |
Bitter blood builds our prison cell | |
Darker water now fills our lungs | |
The depths of our heart have blacked the sun | |
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Naked we come, naked we leave | |
Fools we are, to hold tightly | |
We are the jail, we are the key | |
We are free, we are free | |
This is the time that we let it go | |
This is the pain we are forced to know | |
Singing the song that's inside us all | |
If we just open our eyes |
When did we become these sinking stones? | |
When did we build this broken home? | |
Holding each other like ransom notes | |
Dropping our hearts to grip our brother' s throat | |
You can' t see because you don' t know | |
You' re caught below, beneath your own shadow | |
Stuck inside, half alive | |
Do you ever stop to ask yourself why? | |
Close your mind, identify | |
Do you feel, do you feel? | |
Do you call this a life? | |
All you waited for | |
Drowning just to keep score | |
We always start with good intentions | |
But lose ourselves along the way | |
This is the time that we let it go | |
These are the words that will take us home | |
Singing the song that' s inside us all | |
If we don' t open our eyes we' re walking blind | |
Anchored in anger, we exile ourselves | |
Bitter blood builds our prison cell | |
Darker water now fills our lungs | |
The depths of our heart have blacked the sun | |
Naked we come, naked we leave | |
Fools we are, to hold tightly | |
We are the jail, we are the key | |
We are free, we are free | |
This is the time that we let it go | |
This is the pain we are forced to know | |
Singing the song that' s inside us all | |
If we just open our eyes |
When did we become these sinking stones? | |
When did we build this broken home? | |
Holding each other like ransom notes | |
Dropping our hearts to grip our brother' s throat | |
You can' t see because you don' t know | |
You' re caught below, beneath your own shadow | |
Stuck inside, half alive | |
Do you ever stop to ask yourself why? | |
Close your mind, identify | |
Do you feel, do you feel? | |
Do you call this a life? | |
All you waited for | |
Drowning just to keep score | |
We always start with good intentions | |
But lose ourselves along the way | |
This is the time that we let it go | |
These are the words that will take us home | |
Singing the song that' s inside us all | |
If we don' t open our eyes we' re walking blind | |
Anchored in anger, we exile ourselves | |
Bitter blood builds our prison cell | |
Darker water now fills our lungs | |
The depths of our heart have blacked the sun | |
Naked we come, naked we leave | |
Fools we are, to hold tightly | |
We are the jail, we are the key | |
We are free, we are free | |
This is the time that we let it go | |
This is the pain we are forced to know | |
Singing the song that' s inside us all | |
If we just open our eyes |